Special Blog Guest, Terri Talley Venters

Today’s special guest is Author Terri Talley Venters. She’s sharing her short story Magnesium with us today and a short blurb of her upcoming release Copper Cauldron!

MAGNESIUM
By: Terri Talley Venters
“We must be getting close, I see the magnesium veins in the rock walls,” Victoria said. She led her boyfriend/colleague down a labyrinth cave system outside of Paris, France.
“Let’s be careful, we don’t want to ignite this mine,” Tommy said. His sandy-blonde hair glowed in the beam of light from Victoria’s headlight. His untamed curls framed his handsome, green-eyed face.
“We’re fine, we’re using battery powered lights, not gasoline lanterns,” Victoria said. She pointed to the light on her headband covering her long dark hair.
They came to a mining tunnel and stared incredulously at the low height.
“Why would they make such short tunnels? We’re going to have to crawl through on our hands and knees,” Tommy said.
“I thought you liked me on my knees,” Victoria smiled, teasing her man.
“You owe me a back rub later for making me hunch over like Quasimodo to get down here,” Tommy said. He smiled suggestively at Victoria, winking at the recollection of prior rub downs and where they often led.
Tommy stared into Victoria’s ice-blue eyes and couldn’t think of anywhere else he’d rather be, than cave exploring with his beautiful girlfriend and fellow archaeologist.
They crawled through the shaft for a hundred yards. Just as Victoria felt claustrophobic, the tunnel opened up to a large cavern. Victoria stood upright again and brushed the debris off of her toned limbs.
The cavern appeared as is if someone currently mined it. The scaffolding and ladders went from the floor to the fifty-foot ceiling.
Tommy shined his flashlight along the cavern walls, its beams bounced off of its treasure like tiny prisms.
“Are those?” Victoria asked.
“Diamonds,” Tommy said, finishing her sentence. He retrieved a small chisel from his excavation kit and tapped at the rock surrounding the precious gem. A diamond as big as his fist dropped into his eager hands.
“Incredible, look at all of them. The diamonds I can see in the room alone must be worth a billion Euros,” Victoria said.
“I never knew such an abundant supply existed, and in France,” Tommy said.
“I wonder who owns all of this? They must be withholding to avoid flooding the market and deflating the price of diamonds,” Victoria said.
“You know, I think I know who owns this, assuming the land owners above also own the mineral rights. Look at what is located directly above us,” Tommy said.  He handed Victoria his hand-held, techie-nerd GPS device.
“We’re right below Euro Disney,” Victoria said. 
“I feel bad for stealing from a mouse. But this will fund our digs for the rest of our lives,” Tommy said as he pocketed the diamond.
“Shhh, I hear something,” Victoria said. She ducked behind a mining cart and hid from the intruder. She grabbed Tommy’s strong bicep and yanked him down beside her.
“Oh, crap! Who are these men? They look like, no, it can’t be,” Tommy said. His chiseled-jaw dropped to the floor, along side Victoria’s.
They stared incredulously as a group of miners entered the gem mine. Their short stature and bearded faces made them look comical, yet familiar. They sang a catchy tune as they started their work shift.
“They’re dwarves,” Tommy said, without taking his eyes off of the unique, yet unmistakable workers before him.
“This explains the short height of the mining tunnels and scaffolding. They look just like…” Victoria said, cut off by Tommy’s words.
“I know, only there’s more than seven working here today,” Tommy said.
Victoria and Tommy watched the dutiful dwarves arrive to start their shift. They grabbed their pickaxes and prepared for their day digging diamonds and precious gems out of the rocks beneath Euro Disney outside of Paris, France.
They continued singing the familiar song in unison “Hi Ho….”


Copper Cauldron
Penelope Manchester, a good witch with one green and one blue eye, awaits her destiny: a warrior of God with the face of an angel, the heart of a saint, and eyes which match her own. St. Michael the Archangel flies into her life and sweeps her off her feet. Meanwhile, an evil sorcerer captures witches, steals their powers and most of their nine lives, and shrinks them to the size of a doll–a Nürnberg, doll. But when he turns two of the Manchester witches into dolls, the Manchester clan fights back with St. Michael and divine intervention. Armed with the legendary copper cauldron, a fire breathing dragon, and an arsenal of spells, good battles evil. 

Terri Talley Venters,
Author of Carbon Copy, Tin Roof, Body Of Gold, and Copper Cauldron
Terri received her Bachelor’s degree in Accounting and Master’s degree in Taxation from the University of Florida. She is a licensed CPA and a Second Degree Black Belt in Taekwondo. She lives in St. Augustine, Florida, with her husband, Garrison, and their two sons.
Carbon Copy, currently available from Wild Child Publishing, is the 1st thrilling novel in the Elements of Mystery Series. The title of each novel will contain an element from the Periodic Table of Elements. Tin Roof, the sequel to Carbon Copy, coming soon from Wild Child Publishing. And Terri’s romantic/suspense novel, Body of Gold, is coming soon from Freya’s Bower. Terri just finished writing, Silver Lining, the final book in the Carbon Copytrilogy. For more about Terri’s upcoming releases, please visit her website http://www.elementsofmystery.com/ Terri is the daughter of Leslie S. Talley, author of Make Old Bones which is also available from Wild Child Publishing.

Teaser Tuesday with Terri Talley Venters


Today’s Teaser is from  Terry Talley Ventures, author of Carbon Copy


Lilly Allen has brains, beauty, and a trust fund. She’s living in New York City and her career as a reporter is taking off. She’s hoping the love of her life, Grier, will propose soon. She has it all, or so she thinks.

Grier Garrison, Create Life executive, is running the company while his father, Dr. Michael Garrison, is in the ICU awaiting a heart transplant. Grier knows the truth about Create Life and its shady side business. He fears Lilly and her twin brother, Luke, are in danger.

While working on two unrelated stories, stolen newborns and cloning, Lilly discovers a shocking connection. Horrific things are happening, but who is behind it all?


Excerpt:


“Aahh. Ooh, yeah! It feels so good,” Lilly said to the young girl who gave her a pedicure at a nearby resort.

The spa resided at the fanciest resort in Marathon Key. And it proved simply divine. Lilly’s robed figure reclined on a massage chair. She programmed the chair to full-body, vibrate mode. Her feet soaked in the miniature whirlpool bath filled with scented moisturizers. The aromatherapy relaxed her while the micro beads exfoliated the dead skin off her feet.
Wearing heels caused calluses, which now built up on Lilly’s feet. The effect seemed exacerbated by the wonderful fashion style of not wearing pantyhose.
Lilly sat in front of a window overlooking the blue-green water of the Gulf of Mexico, or did she see the Atlantic Ocean? Who cared, the view was marvelous. The clear blue sky, calm water, and miles of open sea provided much needed serenity. Even more fortuitous, Mother, who enjoyed her pedicure in the massage chair right next to Lilly, remained silent.
Guilt filled her for leaving Luke alone for an afternoon, but she couldn’t pass up a gourmet lunch, white wine, and hours of pampering.
The nail technician asked Lilly if she decided on a color. Of course, she thought, Hooker Red. Having made probably the most difficult decision of the day, besides what to eat and what to wear, Lilly took a sip of her white-wine.
Picking up the latest issue of Cosmopolitan magazine, she flipped through the colorful pages. She loved to look at all the beautiful people, catch-up on the celebrity gossip, and read the articles about dating and sex. Crossing the task off of her mental ‘to-do’ list for the trip, she contemplated whether or not to upgrade her upcoming facial to include a hydrating, botanical mask. Why not?
The next hour flew by. Before she knew it, Lilly found herself in the facial room. Her body was wrapped in a heated cocoon of blankets on a slightly inclined, cushioned massage table. The tranquility of the room relaxed her with the soft music and the aromatherapy candles. And she laid naked—okay, not completely naked. She was Charlotte Allen’s daughter after all. So she left her thong on.
Lilly waited for the esthetician to arrive and begin her magic. She shuddered to think of how clogged her pores were. Layers of camera-ready make-up, coupled with the bright lights of the television studio, wreaked havoc on her precious skin. She dreaded the upcoming extraction of the built-up gunk in the pores of her nose and chin because it always hurt.
A lady poked her head in the door. “I just wanted to let you know the appointments are running a few minutes behind. Will you be comfortable lying here for a few more minutes?”
Seriously?
Given the idle time, and her cell phone, she placed a quick call to Rachel. Lilly left her a long voicemail describing the Keys and the spa. She loved to rub it in.
Footsteps echoed in the hallway just as she finished leaving a voicemail for Rachel. She turned off her cell phone and shoved it under the blankets so she wouldn’t get in trouble for the contraband. According to the sign on the wall, the spa enjoyed a relaxed atmosphere and all cell phone usage was strictly verboten.
The door opened, and Lilly heard the esthetician walk in. “Are we comfortable?” Lilly thought the voice sounded artificially high-pitched, like she attempted to disguise her voice.
“Yes, I’m very relaxed.” Lilly hoped her apprehension did not appear evident in her voice.
“Good.” A pillow covered Lilly’s head with a brutal force. “Because today is the day you’re going to die, you little bitch!”
Lilly’s legs flailed in reflex to the lack of oxygen flowing to her lungs. Her arms proved useless in their vain attempts to remove the pillow held securely in place by the assailant. Lilly instinctively grabbed the only blunt object within reach—her BlackBerry. With every ounce of strength, she swung her arm, and makeshift weapon, blindly aiming up towards the assailant’s nose—bull’s eye!
Instantaneously, the pressure released from the pillow. Lilly gasped for air in desperation to fill her lungs with oxygen. Lilly turned to see her attacker covered her bloody nose in agony. She knew this allotted little time for escape.
Lilly kicked off the constricting blankets and freed her legs. As she sat up, her eyes spotted the vaporizing machine. The red ‘on’ light glowed mercifully. She picked up the machine and hurled it towards the person’s head—double bull’s eye. The woman’s forehead cracked the water vestibule open and the hot, steamy water scalded her face.
With the assailant occupied, Lilly hopped off the table, clutching the blanket to her bosom, and ran as fast as she could out of the facial room. And she didn’t stop running until she reached the safety of the crowded hotel lobby.
Author Bio: Terri received her Bachelor’s degree in Accounting and Master’s degree in Taxation from the University of Florida. She is a licensed CPA and a Second Degree Black Belt in Taekwondo. She lives in St. Augustine, Florida, with her husband, Garrison, and their two sons.

Carbon Copy is the 1st thrilling novel in the Elements of Mystery Series. The title of each novel will contain an element from the Periodic Table of Elements. Terri recently finished writing Tin Roof, the sequel to Carbon Copy, coming soon from Wild Child Publishing. And Terri’s romantic/suspense novel, Body of Gold, is coming soon from Freya’s Bower. For more about Terri’s upcoming releases, please visit her website http://www.elementsofmystery.com/
On the first of each month, Terri also posts free short stories on her blog. Follow her at http://www.territalleyventers.blogspot.com/as she weaves her way through the Periodic Table of Elements.